Title: Guilty Pleasure [English ver.]
Author: Riz Aino
Pairing: LoveMillNine (Love + Mill + Nine) (OnlyOneOf)
Clasification: NC–17
Genres: AU, romance, drama, humour, smut, pwp
Word count: 8.3k
Summary: Yongsoo has sworn and sworn one too many times that he'll never change his mind... but one day he ends up succumbing to guilty pleasure.
Warnings: explicit sex in a threesome (and some voyeurism).
Notes: this story is related to fragile, you can read it for a better understanding of what happens here, but you can also understand it without reading it.
Author's comment: my intention was just to make fragile... but after having hinted relationships between the other characters in the story, I couldn't help writing this. I hope you like it.
Yongsoo took a deep breath and then slowly let the air out of his lungs, trying to calm himself. He was already there, he couldn't back out now, the only thing left to do was to knock on the door with his knuckles and wait for the person he had gone to look for to open the door and invite him in. He still doubted that this was a good idea because he knew the other guy would laugh at him for the rest of eternity, but he was also quite fed up with their teasing of his virginity and wanted it to stop. That's why he stood there, in front of Wookjin's bedroom door. Yongsoo took another deep breath and raised his right arm to knock, but just as his fist was about to make contact with the door, it opened and Wookjin appeared in his field of vision.
"Man, Yongsoo, what are you doing here?" he asked when he saw him, with a sly smile.
"I came to see you," he said, not specifying what for because it looked like the other was about to leave. "But if you have to go, don't worry."
"Don’t worry, I have time," his friend replied. "I'm meeting Jisung, but he's always late, so it's good for me."
"Mmmmm... okay..."
Wookjin stepped aside and invited him into his room in that dorm, and Yongsoo ended up entering the place, closing the door as he did so. If he wasn't sure before that what he had decided was a good idea, now that he had Wookjin in front of him, who had arranged to meet Jisung to go out, he was even less sure. How was he supposed to start that conversation? What was he supposed to do? And most of all, how was Wookjin going to take it that after two years of proposing to deflower him, he agreed to do it now? Yongsoo had too many questions that he didn't want to know the answers to. He didn't know what it was that had given him the urge to do that... well, he did know, he'd been feeling the urge to have sex all day and he'd already masturbated a couple of times and he still needed more. He'd even tried fingering himself and it had been strange, but he knew he hadn't done it the way he should have in order to give himself pleasure. That was why he'd ended up there, because he knew that Wookjin, with his experience, was going to leave him completely satisfied.
"Well? What brings you to my humble abode?" asked Wookjin, sitting down on the bed.
And, at that moment, Yongsoo finally decided that, since he had come this far, he couldn't back out, so he told him.
"I want to... have sex with you."
Wookjin's face was like a poem. His eyes widened and a perfect "o" formed on his lips in surprise. It was clear that this was the last thing he had expected him to say when he got there, and Yongsoo was also surprised that he had ended up making this decision, but desperate situations called for desperate measures. The younger boy didn't say anything for a few moments either, as if his mind was still processing what he had just heard, but when it all came together, a smirk appeared on his face and Yongsoo wanted to run away when he saw it. If he had been given the option to go back in time at that moment, he would have taken his chance and gotten away from there as fast as possible so that he could solve his problem in the best way, one that didn't include Jung Wookjin if possible... but no, no one could give him that option now and he had to deal with his decision.
"Finally," Wookjin said at first, "I have to see what the last bet was on when you'd let me deflower you," he continued.
That made Yongsoo feel bad because, even though he knew that Wookjin kept making bets of all kinds with all of them and had the little decency to win them all, he didn't like that he had made a bet like that, with his virginity, and he looked at him with narrowed eyes and a frown on his face.
"Don't look at me like that, Lee Yongsoo, you had to know there would be a bet on this too," he replied. "We have bets on everything and everyone."
Yongsoo knew, of course he knew, he was part of many of those bets himself, and not long ago they'd made a bet on when Kyubin would sleep with his new boyfriend, a bet that Wookjin had ended up losing in the end; but even knowing that, he'd felt bad that there was also a bet among his group of friends on when he'd lose his virginity, and not only that, when he'd finally lose it to Wookjin, as if they'd all known from the start that sooner or later he was going to end up going to him. Now he wasn't just horny, he was angry too.
"If I tell you that I'm sorry about the bet and that it wasn't really me but Jisung, will you believe me and forgive me?" Wookjin asked. Yongsoo could imagine the older man starting a bet like that too, but it was perfectly clear that he had started the bet because the point of it was to find out when Wookjin would deflower him. "Okay, I can tell by the look on your face that you don't believe me, anyway, at least tell me what made you change your mind and send two years of denials and oaths about not letting him touch you with a stick to hell."
Yongsoo thought about it. He could say it, since he was there... he could always leave anyway and make the excuse that the bet had made him lose the urge, even though it was the biggest lie ever told by anyone in the whole universe, because Yongsoo was still very much in the mood for sex right now, angry and all with Wookjin, all he wanted was for his friend to touch him and help him relieve himself just like he'd always told him he would do in a suggestive way.
"I've been horny all day and even though I've masturbated several times I'm still horny and I need something more, so I thought I'd come and make use of you because you've been giving me a hard time for two years about wanting to sleep with me and deflower me," he said, without giving himself a second to breathe.
Wookjin blinked a couple of times rapidly, probably trying to process again what he had just said, but this time when he understood he didn't give him that naughty grin or that rascally face he used to make, he just nodded at his words and replied:
"So you want to try if sex really helps you to stop being horny because you don't know what else to do and obviously you didn't want to ask this to any stranger and you trust me better, don't you?"
"You could say that... yes..." muttered Yongsoo.
"Okay... I'm going to cancel my plans with Jisung, go take your clothes off," Wookjin told him, pulling his phone out of his jeans and starting to type on it. "You're not undressing?" he asked, looking up for a second.
"No?" he replied.
"Do you want me to undress you?" he asked, dropping the phone.
"No...? Yes...? I don't know..." he murmured, feeling his heart begin to beat rapidly inside his chest with anticipation.
"Okay... I think we'd better do one thing..." Wookjin commented, "I'll do things and you tell me if you like them, don't like them, or want me to do something else."
And Yongsoo thought about it. He had really gone there and gone to Wookjin because he knew that, even though he was always teasing him, he was going to make things right with him because he knew that, deep down, the decision he had just made was a very important one. He had also gone to him because he knew that whatever he did to him, he was sure to like it, mostly because Wookjin knew what he was doing. In the two years he'd known him, he'd heard him talk about many of his flings and the things he'd done with them, and he'd seen him eat the mouths of more than one and more than two of them and take their breath away with his tongue. He could let himself go and he could leave it all up to Wookjin to take the heat off him, he could trust him because he was one of his best friends and think of nothing else. In the end, all he could do was nod.
"Perfect," Wookjin replied.
And before Yongsoo could say anything else, ask him what they were going to do or how they were even going to do it, Wookjin had already taken a step forward and pressed himself completely against his body, taking advantage of the fact that he was taller than him and had a stronger build to corner him against the wall, placing his hands on either side of his head and staring him straight in the eyes. Yongsoo swallowed as this was the first time he had ever been so close to the boy, and more importantly, this was the first time he had ever been in a situation like this and his mouth had gone dry. Unable to help himself, he opened his mouth slightly and ran his tongue over his lips, a gesture that didn’t go unnoticed by Wookjin, as his dark eyes immediately fixed on his lips. A few seconds, it only had to be a few seconds, but Yongsoo felt those seconds last forever before their mouths finally met each other in a kiss that had been demanding since the early hours.
A wet kiss, a kiss where Wookjin's tongue went straight into his mouth, exploring it, playing with Yongsoo's tongue, who responded as best he could to it. It wasn't the first time he'd kissed someone, it wasn't the first time he'd kissed Wookjin either because they'd drunkenly kissed while playing, but the boy was untrained. He could only follow the rhythm set by his friend, moving his lips and tongue in time with his friend. It was frantic and a little chaotic, just like them. By the time they broke apart, Yongsoo was out of breath, but he couldn't help but follow Wookjin's head back and kiss him again, this time trying to keep the rhythm himself, pulling a smile from the younger boy as he did so, who let himself be guided by him this time until Yongsoo finally parted their mouths.
"Not bad for a virgin," Wookjin laughed and Yongsoo raised his hand to hit him, but Wookjin grabbed it and pulled him to the bed, where Yongsoo ended up sitting down. At times like that he couldn't help but feel like a doll or stuffed animal in his friend's hands because the boy was much stronger than him and always took advantage of it. "I like a lot of things in bed," he said then, with a grin, "but not getting hit.
"Asshole," he couldn't help but say.
"I may be," Wookjin replied, "but you're going to love fucking me.
Yongsoo rolled his eyes at that, and Wookjin responded by giving him a short kiss on the lips and bringing his hands to his crotch, to undo the knot that held in place the sweatpants the boy was wearing. Yongsoo couldn't help but wince a little because he hadn't expected that and Wookjin pulled away from his mouth with a huge grin painted on his face at his reaction. Yongsoo wanted to insult him again because that face unnerved him, but before he could find the right word for it, Wookjin reached inside his trousers and pants and touched his member with his hand. What came from his lips was not an insult, but a gasp because after that damn day when he'd been horny all the time and those intense kisses he'd just shared with him, his dick was sensitive, ready to be touched, somewhat hardened even.
Wookjin's hand was big, his fingers were long and bony, no comparison to his own, tiny, round, short-fingered hand. It was a completely different sensation to be touched by that hand, enveloping his member completely, touching his testicles and making him sigh again and again because that touch, someone else's touch, and not his own, was driving him crazy. It was a strange sensation that clouded his mind and didn't let him think properly... although he didn't have much to think about at that moment either, because the only coherent thing he could form in his mind was that he wanted much more of that touch, more and more, until he was fully erect and until he couldn't stand the pleasure any longer. Cumming in Wookjin's hand sounded pretty good, and just thinking about it made him feel one step closer to the abyss.
"You're sensitive," Wookjin commented, bringing him back to reality.
"I've been horny all day, Wookjin," he reminded him, "I'm about to cum right now because I can't take it anymore."
In response he received another of his mischievous smiles and his right hand wrapped around his member tighter, his big thumb skirting his sensitive tip. A shiver ran through his entire body from the tips of his hair that was just beginning to grow after losing a bet to WookJin to his toes and a smirk came over his friend's face. He had him on the edge of the abyss. He knew it. And his intention seemed to be to play with him all he wanted. Yongsoo at any other time would have complained that he'd gone there for sex and not for Wookjin to have fun at his expense, but in those moments he was so close to the edge that he could only feel the younger man's fingers on his dick, working wonders with it.
He closed his eyes, abandoning himself to the caresses, completely lost, knowing that he had only a few moments left before orgasm overtook his body. And yet, before he could come, Wookjin withdrew his hand from his dick, so Yongsoo opened his eyes to give him a reproachful look.
"You don't want to cum in your clothes? Because I can lend you some, but it's going to be too big for you."
"And couldn't you have undressed me before?" He replied. "Not just now, when you're cutting me off."
"Do you want me to undress you?" WookJin asked, raising an eyebrow suggestively. Yongsoo rolled his eyes. "Besides... I've stopped to make the fun last longer."
Yongsoo wanted to hit him because he didn't want fun, he wanted to cum. He needed it... in fact, he needed it by yesterday. But Wookjin kissed him again, sticking his tongue as deep as he could, tasting and exploring his mouth, leaving Yongsoo breathless again until he finally broke away from him to start undressing him. His mind still infected from that kiss, Yongsoo barely noticed Wookjin finally begin to undress him until Wookjin didn't encourage him to lift his arms, so he could pull his shirt over his head. The boy's hands ran up and down his torso unnecessarily, sending shivers up his spine as he went, and then simply threw the shirt on the floor when he finally got it off. Immediately, he took off his own, revealing that worked out body that Yongsoo had always envied because his abs were fully defined and his arms were strong —he wasn't as buff as Kyubin was— but that was practically impossible. Yongsoo reached his hands up to Wookjin's waist, grabbing him and pulling him to him on impulse, bringing his face down to his stomach and kissing his abs and belly button, feeling Wookjin's body tremble under his fingers and from his kisses.
"Uh... uh... uh..." the boy murmured, placing his hands on his shoulders to push him off him slightly, making Yongsoo unable to continue kissing his skin. "Weren't you supposed to be a virgin?"
"Can't I kiss you if I am one?" he questioned.
"No... it's just that..." he began, seeming to be at a loss for words. "I didn't expect you to take the initiative," he smiled. "I liked it, very much, but right now I want us to focus on you, little mouse."
"What do you mean, little mouse?" Yongsoo complained.
Obviously, Wookjin didn't answer him. He silenced him by giving him another short kiss on the lips and then pulled off his sweatpants and removed his underwear as well, leaving him completely naked in front of him and on his bed. For a small moment, Yongsoo felt a little self-conscious because, although it wasn't the first time he'd been naked in front of Wookjin, this time wasn't like the others. It was different. Too different. However, he forgot about that feeling when his friend took off his jeans and stood in his boxers, because in his boxers he could see the outline of his dick, not fully erect, but somewhat hard, all the result of the hot kissing they had been doing all that time, which showed that Wookjin was also turned on by him. Yongsoo chalked that up as a small victory, because he wasn't the only one who was horny in the room.
"Lie down on the bed," Wookjin asked him. Yongsoo snapped out of his thoughts and nodded, shifting on the mattress so that the younger boy could get into the narrow bed with him as well. "Spread your legs."
Yongsoo raised an eyebrow, but Wookjin's expression at the moment was quite serious, so he simply did as he asked and, leaning against the wall of the bed's headboard, spread his legs. The younger boy then positioned himself between them and, contrary to what Yongsoo thought he would do, leaned over his body, to grab his erection with his mouth, rather than his hands. A stifled moan escaped his lips as he felt him engulf his member in that hot, wet cavity he had been kissing moments before and he ended up covering his mouth with his hands so as not to let any such loud moan escape his lips again. They were in the dorm, an all-boys dorm, he couldn't make so much noise because someone might hear them. So when Wookjin's hot, long tongue began to run up and down his length, lingering on one of the veins that ran along it, up and down, tasting the thick liquid that was beginning to overflow from his tip, all Yongsoo could do was grit his teeth as pleasure flooded through his body.
It didn't take long for him to come. The orgasm came much sooner than expected, tightening his body for a single second, before he relaxed completely, feeling light as a feather, both in his body and mind. Yongsoo closed his eyes and let himself go, not knowing what was going on around him, just feeling too much because that had been the best orgasm of his life. He probably had to thank Wookjin for that, but when he opened his eyes, he found him licking up the cum that had stayed on his lips as he pulled out of him, his cum, and Yongsoo forgot how to breathe, how to think, how to go on living. He'd never imagined that an image like that could do that to him, but it was doing it to him, and he simply wanted to eat Wookjin's mouth and ask him to fuck him all night, but neither his body nor his mind would respond.
"Was it good?" WookJin asked him. He didn't know if he nodded or not because he didn't own his body yet. "It’s going to get better."
A kind of shiver ran up and down his body after hearing that sensual promise from his friend's lips and Yongsoo knew that this night was going to be a long one and that he was going to give himself too much to that guilty pleasure with Wookjin. He didn't know how many minutes passed or what Wookjin was doing when he got out of bed because he was too lost in trying to come to his senses and sanity, but by the time he finally did, what brought him out of his reverie was one of the younger man's fingers, cold, with some slimy liquid, hovering around his anus. Quickly, he sat up and closed his legs, so as not to give Wookjin any kind of access to that part of his body, looking at him with wide eyes, surprised, mostly, but also a little scared.
"Didn't you come here to be deflowered?" Wookjin questioned.
"Yes."
"Then why are you running away?" he asked.
"I'm not running away," Yongsoo answered. "I wasn't expecting it, and it's a strange feeling."
Earlier that morning he had tried to penetrate himself with his fingers. It had been weird, annoying, though he'd still been able to find a point of pleasure in it. And... yes. He'd gone there for Wookjin to do it with him. To have sex with him for the first time in his life, and to feel good and get rid of that horniness that wouldn't let up even though he'd just had an incredible orgasm. But that didn't mean it wasn't still weird and that it was going to hurt. Because it was going to hurt. He'd only inserted one finger and it had bothered him... he didn't know what he was going to feel besides pain when Wookjin did it with those long fingers of his. Besides, Wookjin had told them in detail about his first sexual experience years ago and told them how much it had hurt because the guy he had done it with hadn't been careful with him, something that had caused both Kyubin and Jisung to spew venom from their mouths and want to murder their former high school classmate and had caused Yongsoo's fears because he hadn't had his first time yet.
"Calm down," he said, trying to calm him with his voice. "You know I'm not going to hurt you... at least not much."
"I know..." he murmured. Yongsoo sighed deeply. "Okay... what do I have to do?"
"First... relax," Wookjin replied, smiling broadly. "Second, get down on all fours, so it hurts less."
"You want me to be a submissive dog?" he couldn't help but blurt out, causing Wookjin to burst out laughing.
"No, don't worry, I already have Jisung for a dog," he replied, still laughing. "Although I still have to finish taming him," he added, "but this is to make it hurt less, really, it's the best position to make it easier."
Yongsoo didn't want to ask anything about what Jisung had been up to because he didn't want to know anything about it either, whatever goings-on they had between them had never interested him, they weren't going to interest him now either. In the end he simply took a deep breath to try to relax as Wookjin had told him he should and then got down on the mattress on all fours. He felt a little embarrassed by the position, but if that was the only way he could do it so it wouldn't hurt so much, he had to deal with that embarrassment. He felt Wookjin reposition himself on the mattress behind him and then braced himself to feel the intrusion, but what he felt first was a cold, slimy liquid trickle down his ass. It made him tense for a moment, but he reminded himself to relax, so he took another deep breath to relax his body.
Immediately he felt Wookjin's finger probing his anus until it finally entered it. The sensation was strange. Between the lube and his friend's finger, YonsSoo felt uncomfortable, but he tried not to think about it, because if he thought about it, he'd end up thinking that if a finger made him uncomfortable, he didn't know what would become of him when Wookjin inserted his member into him. No, he didn't even want to think about it. He'd relax as much as possible and let the boy prepare him as best he could because the next day he had classes and one of them was mandatory because the asshole teacher had a roll call, so, that class, at the very least, he had to attend and being able to sit for an hour was something he had to put up with.
So lost in his thoughts was he that he didn't notice the door to the room open, or that a person was walking through it, until he saw legs in front of him. Yongsoo immediately tensed up and felt fear and shame that someone had walked in there and caught them naked and having sex. He tried to move away from Wookjin, to cover himself or hide under the bed even to avoid being seen, without even checking who the person before him was, but Wookjin grabbed him by the hips with his left hand and left him anchored to the bed as he kept thrusting his finger in and out, getting him used to the intrusion.
"You'd better not move," he said. "You'll hurt yourself."
"But..." he tried to reply, though he couldn't say anything more than "but" because a familiar voice sounded in the room.
"Hey, you could have warned me that you were going to be fucking," he said.
Yongsoo lifted his head to find Jisung standing in front of him, all dressed up to go out, folding his arms and looking at the two of them reproachfully. He didn't look surprised, just angry that he hadn't been told that this was going on between them. In the two years he had known him, he had always thought Jisung was rather weird because he behaved so strangely and said even stranger things at times, but at that moment, he was behaving even weirder.
"Hyung," said Wookjin behind him. "I told you that I had a problem and that I wouldn't be able to make our appointment."
"Yes, and then you stopped responding to my messages and calls and I got worried," replied Jisung. "Can't I worry for you?"
vDon't be dramatic, hyung," replied Wookjin. At that moment, his finger came out of his body and Yongsoo tried to move to get away from him, but the boy's tight grip on his waist didn't let him move. "Don't move because it's going to hurt when I put the other one in."
"Jisung hyung," was all he could say.
"Don't worry about him," the boy replied. "He likes to watch."
Yongsoo couldn't help but open his eyes wide when he heard that, but before he could reply or ask for any further explanation, Wookjin took the opportunity to put two of his fingers inside him and his whole body tensed up irremediably. He tried his best to relax because it hurt, but the situation was not on his side. What did he mean that Jisung liked to watch? What was going on there?
"Don't treat me like a voyeur," said Jisung. "Apart from watching, I like to touch and you know that very well," the eldest of the three winked. "I guess you're going to deflower him and I'm not going to have anything to do here, right?"
"He's come to me to be deflowered," Wookjin replied, going about his business, moving his fingers inside him, gently but firmly, opening them to create a little more space. "If he's still in the mood to mambo with you afterwards you can sleep together," he added, "Jisung is very good in bed, just so you know," he said, leaning over his body and whispering those words.
For a single second, Yongsoo couldn't help but form in his mind the idea of sleeping with Jisung. It was an intrusive thought, too much so, but for some reason, that idea didn't displease him at all, indeed, it almost excited him because Jisung had gained quite a reputation among the girls and guys on campus for being an incredible lover. There were rumors about him and, on more than one occasion —and more than two— Wookjin had also commented on things like that. That last thought brought him back because if the younger boy knew how good Jisung was in bed, it meant that they must have also slept together, several times too, to know what he liked.
"Are you two going out?" he asked, while his whole body was filled with sensations because Wookjin fingers finally stopped bothering him.
"Not really," Jisung replied, sitting quietly in Wookjin's desk chair. "We go on a few dates, sleep together from time to time, sometimes say nice things to each other, but nothing serious."
"Hyung, that sounds like you're dating and..." he had to stop for a moment because Wookjin had just touched something with his fingers that took his breath away, "gosh, Wookjin, I can't concentrate on talking if you do that."
"That means you're almost ready," the other replied.
"Am I the only one who finds this situation strange?" Yongsoo asked.
"Yes," they both answered at the same time.
"I don't even know why I ask."
"Do you want me to stop and take a rain check?" WookJin questioned, reaching for his prostate at that moment and leaving Yongsoo breathless for a few seconds.
"Fuck no," he said when he regained his speech.
He didn't want it to stop because even though the whole thing was the most surreal situation he'd ever experienced in his life —and he'd been in very surreal situations because he was used to being with Jisung and Wookjin practically every day—. He didn't want it to stop, in fact, all he wanted was for Wookjin to finish getting him ready to shove his dick in once and for all because he was too horny and needy. It made him a bit uncomfortable that Jisung was there, watching them, but he knew it wasn't making him as uncomfortable as it should be because, deep down, he hoped and wished that he would join them in this madness, because it had been absolutely crazy from the beginning, so what if it got even crazier?
"Okay."
That was the only answer he got from Wookjin, who right after pulled his fingers out from inside him. Yongsoo couldn't stop his body from following his movement, feeling an emptiness now that there was nothing inside him anymore. He could see before him Jisung licking his lips, looking behind him, looking at Wookjin as if he wanted to eat him whole, his eyes darkening with desire. It was a little strange to be there in the middle of that tension, but he didn't have much time to think about it because he felt that slimy lube fluid against his ass again and knew that Wookjin was fully ready to penetrate him. The younger's hands rested on his waist and Yongsoo felt the tip of his condomed member brush against his entrance. He couldn't help but hold his breath, though trying to relax so as not to make it more painful for him. Immediately he noticed how Wookjin began to work his way inside him, pushing slowly, slowly pushing into him. Yongsoo felt all the penetration and had to grit his teeth to keep from screaming because it was too much. It bothered, it hurt, he wanted him to pull out and at the same time not.
Yongsoo then felt extra hands on his face, making him raise his head. Jisung was in front of him, looking into his eyes with that barely contained desire he had seen in them before. Wookjin went a little deeper into him and Yongsoo gasped because he was getting deeper and deeper and more and more annoying, but not daring to say absolutely nothing and not being able to say it, even though he would have dared, because when he opened his mouth to let out that gasp, Jisung's mouth found his. Yongsoo reciprocated the kiss almost without realizing what he was doing, simply moving his lips to the beat of the older man's focusing on them, on how they moved against his, demanding, wanting more. Only a few moments had to pass until Jisung's mouth opened and sought with his tongue to enter his and YongSoo did not resist, simply parted his lips for the other to do whatever he wanted with him, abandoning himself to that kiss that left him breathless, relaxing his whole body, ceasing to feel the pain as Wookjin penetrated him, simply noticing the intrusion into his body.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh" he gasped as Jisung's lips finally pulled away from his, then desperately gasped for air.
"Better?" he asked.
"Too much..." he whispered, still short of breath.
Wookjin moving slowly inside of him, opening up, filling him completely, it was a strange, different sensation. He didn't know how to qualify it, but he liked it, he liked it now, because his body had relaxed completely during the kiss with Jisung and it didn't hurt anymore. He imagined that the older had done it with that intention, to distract him from that pain, to focus on his kisses, to relax him, and it had worked. It had been too much for him, because his body had been filled with too many sensations with both of them occupying different parts of his being. The kiss had been incredible and he wanted more. He had never kissed Jisung before, but now he didn't want to stop kissing him.
Taking advantage of the fact that still Wookjin's thrusts were soft and slow on his ass, trying to get him used to the intrusion, Yongsoo moved back a little and straightened up on his knees, lifting his torso and bringing his hands to Jisung's shoulders to lean against him and draw him further into his body. The movement caused Wookjin's member to thrust deeper into him and Yongsoo couldn't help the moan that came from his lips, loud, clear, sharp. He shouldn't have moaned so loud because the walls of the room were too thin, but he hadn't been able to restrain himself and, after that, he closed his eyes and abandoned himself to that sensation because it was the best he had ever felt in his entire life.
"If you make that erotic face, I won't be able to leave you alone," he heard Jisung say.
"Don't do it... then..." he muttered, inviting him to keep sharing the moment with him and Wookjin.
Jisung's hands immediately cradled his face and then leaned over and kissed him again, making Yongsoo feel again that it was all too much for him, but still wanting so much more from both of them. It was his first time. It was his first time having sex and he was having it not only with his best friend, but with another one of his friends who also seemed to be in some sort of open situationship with his best friend. Yongsoo knew his first experience was completely unique and that even if he were to tell it around, no one would believe that he had ended up in a threesome on his first time. Not that he had many people to tell about it either, there were two of them there with him and the third was so hooked up with his new boyfriend that they could barely see him. His mind couldn't stop going a mile a minute, thinking nonsense, while his heart was beating inside his chest too fast and he was getting progressively out of breath, due to Jisung's tongue kisses and Wookjin's penetrations, faster and faster, stronger and stronger, more and more maddening.
Yongsoo didn't know if he ever wanted it to end because it was all unbelievable and too much.
Wookjin's breathing behind him became heavy, labored, his hands gripped his hips much tighter, digging his fingers into his flesh, starting to move much, much faster. Yongsoo's body also moved differently from those penetrations and his lips collided with Jisung's, once, another time, he bit the older man's lower lip in an attempt to hold back a moan that was trying to work its way down his throat. He clung tighter to Jisung's shoulders, stopping kissing him because he couldn't concentrate on it, couldn't concentrate on moving his mouth against his, he simply let his head drop to his chest and continued to feel Wookjin move ever more maddeningly, in, out, in again. The friction was incredible and, at times it touched his prostate, leaving him breathless.
Wookjin moaned. A long, deep moan, and he stopped moving. Yongsoo felt him contract against his body and knew he had finished cumming. The sensation was strange. The younger shuddering with pleasure against his body, clinging tightly to his hips, standing still for a few moments, trying to regain his breath and his sanity afterwards, finally pulling out of him and leaving him completely empty.
"I can't believe you came first and didn't do anything for me to enjoy," Jisung said at that point, looking indignant.
"Before you came... I gave him the blowjob of his life..." replied Wookjin, still catching his breath.
"That's what you say," replied Jisung, amused. "Do you want to do it with me too?" he asked, turning to him.
Yongsoo lifted his head from his chest, where it still was, and looked at the older man in front of him, close, too close. So close that if he lifted his face a little more he could kiss those lips that had been driving him crazy a few minutes before. Did he want to? He didn't know. He could still feel that sensation in his ass, Wookjin thrusting into him again and again, like some kind of phantom reflex because he felt like he was there, even though he wasn't there anymore. He wanted more of it. He wanted to keep having sex because he hadn't been completely satisfied, he still felt hot, aroused, his member had begun to harden again too. He wanted more. He wanted to test if indeed Jisung was that amazing, even if he could only prove it with the experience he had just had with Wookjin. He wanted to reach for the sky again with his fingers and have another incredible orgasm.
"Yes," he finished.
A smile spread across Jisung's face as soon as he heard his nod and it didn't take him long to get out of bed to undress under Yongsoo's watchful eye. Like Wooksin, YongSoo had seen him naked on many occasions, sometimes almost more than one was supposed to see his friends naked, but this time it was special, because the situation was special, he was undressing for him, he was undressing to get inside him and give him the time of his life and that had Yongsoo holding his breath until Jisung ended up completely naked in front of him and, climbed back on the bed.
"I've been getting a little hard from watching you two," he said, "but if you want to do the honors to make me even harder, I'll let you have it."
Yongsoo nodded and then averted his gaze to Jisung's half-erect dick. That would be the first time he had touched a penis other than his own, but he supposed that everyone felt the same and, if he touched in the places where he touched himself, it must make Jisung feel a great deal of pleasure. So he reached out his right hand to him and began to touch him, slowly, wrapping it around him, up and down. A kind of low moan came from Jisung's lips and Yongsoo felt satisfaction at having been the cause of that, daring to move his hand differently, trying to give the older man much more pleasure.
"For a first time, you're not bad," Jisung commented to him, causing him to take much more pride in what he was doing and how he was doing it. "Wookjin, Yongsoo has much smaller hands than yours and is more delicate than you," he said to the other.
Wookjin had already gotten out of bed in the meantime and had thrown the condom into the wastebasket of the room, still naked and not seeming to have any intention of getting dressed again. The youngest of the three stuck his tongue out at Jisung after hearing him blurt out that comment and Jisung invited him with his index finger to come towards them. Wookjin gave one of his mischievous smiles and walked over to the bed again to lean over Jisung, grab his chin firmly and kiss him on the lips. Yongsoo couldn't help but gawk at them, getting turned on by it. At some point he had to stop moving his hand because Jisung broke away from Wookjin to give him a disgruntled look and Yongsoo then realized that he had been so gawking at them that he had stopped, so, he kept touching Jisung while Jisung kept making out with Wookjin.
With each passing moment, Jisung's dick was getting harder and harder and more and more sensitive, because the older one moaned between kisses, and in the end, he had to stop Yongsoo, grabbing his hand with his own and pulling it away from his member, also pulling away from Wookjin so that he could speak, breathing raggedly.
"If you keep this up... I'm gonna cum," he said, grinning at him. "Wookjin, get me a condom and the lube."
Wookjin rolled his eyes, but after giving him a short kiss on the lips, he finally broke away from him to go to the place where he kept the condoms. He tossed one to Jisung and he tried to catch it on the fly, but it slipped out of his hands and ended up on the mattress. The elder laughed and Yongsoo couldn't help a smile forming on his face either because Jisung had always been a bit clumsy in everything, always dropping everything out of his hands or tripping over his own feet. Instead of throwing the bottle of lube at him, this time Wookjin gave it to him in his hand and Jisung mumbled a small "thank you" as he took it.
Yongsoo started to move on the bed to get on all fours, just as he had been with Wookjin earlier, but Jisung shook his head. Yongsoo felt a little lost, but he stayed still, waiting for further instructions from the latter. Jisung took the condom out of its wrapper and put it on, then slathered some lube on top and motioned for Yongsoo to come to him.
"Do you want to try going down yourself?" he asked.
Yongsoo understood what his intention was and nodded, most likely he wanted him to go at his own pace, to stop if he needed to or keep going if he saw that everything was going well. He shifted on the mattress and placed his knees on either side of Jisung's hips, rising up and taking Jisung's member to guide it towards his entrance, feeling his tip against it and beginning to slowly descend. He didn't notice the same resistance he had noticed when Wookjin had penetrated him the first time and he guessed it was because his body was still ready for it. He kept going down, leaning on Jisung's shoulders and with the older's hands on his waist, holding him, little by little, deeper and deeper, until Jisung's member was finally all the way in, filling him, leaving him breathless. Jisung gave him a kiss and then, with a slap on his ass, encouraged him to start moving.
Yongsoo slowly began to move, up and down, feeling something completely different than he had felt when Wookjin had done it. It didn't bother him so much anymore, and it didn't hurt at all anymore. His body had gotten used to that kind of intrusion and he liked it more and more, it made him feel more. He kept moving, slowly, sometimes a little faster, but he soon got tired because he was not used to that kind of exercise —or to any exercise in general— and he had to stop for a few seconds before moving again. He was only focused on that, on feeling it all, on finding the maximum pleasure in it and that's why he preferred to move slowly, noticing how sometimes he found his prostate in that way, stopping his movement completely on those occasions and letting himself be carried away by the pleasure. That was exquisite, but Jisung seemed to have other plans for him once he saw that he had become perfectly accustomed to the intrusion.
Without leaving his body, Jisung leaned forward and caused Yongsoo's back to end up against the mattress. Out of pure reflex, the boy grabbed his legs around the older man's waist and pulled him much, much closer to his body, driving his member even deeper inside him. They both moaned, unable to control themselves. It took Jisung a few seconds to start moving, but when he did, the rhythm was completely different and left Yongsoo breathless because again and again, he was banging against his prostate due to that position. Yongsoo couldn't stop panting and moaning the whole time, clinging to JiSsng's body tightly, rubbing his member against the older man's worked stomach, feeling hard and about to explode. It was getting to be too much for him, but he didn't want it to end either because it was completely unbelievable. Nevertheless, he had to finish.
Yongsoo ended up cumming between their bodies, reaching orgasm, becoming completely limp in Jisung's arms, his body trembling, breathing raggedly. The older man continued to move inside him some more, making his way through his muscles that were contracting involuntarily from the orgasm, until finally he finished himself as well. Yongsoo felt it because his whole body tensed for a second before relaxing completely and dropping like a dead weight on top of him, breathing raggedly. That had been completely unbelievable.
It still took them a while to recover and their bodies didn't start to obey them until a while later, when Jisung started to move on him and came out of his body finally. Yongsoo ended up slowly sitting up, under the watchful eyes of the other two people in the room with him, feeling a small twinge in his lower back, but nothing he couldn't handle. Wookjin was sitting in his desk chair, still naked, with one hand on the older man's ass, who was next to him. Yongsoo didn't know why, since after what he had done with the two of them he shouldn't feel any kind of shame, but he suddenly had a fit of embarrassment and ended up covering his face with his hands just thinking about everything that had just happened between the three of them.
"How was your first time?" Wookjin asked him, and from the tone of his voice, he sounded amused.
"It certainly wasn't very conventional," Jisung replied.
Yongsoo wanted to hit them, because they were laughing at him on top of everything, but in the end he didn't and just sighed deeply, taking his hands off his face and staring at them before answering.
"It was great," he replied, sincere, "but I imagine you lost the bet because none of you thought Jisung would join in the end."
Wookjin's eyes widened as he realized that, and then he started hitting the older man for getting in the way. Yongsoo couldn't help but laugh. The whole thing had been too chaotic and unexpected, just like his friends were, but he was glad that he was able to share that experience with them even though he had always refused at first. Deep down, the decision he had made simply because he couldn't get off on his own had been a very good one, and he had had a great time, with both of them. He had given himself over to that guilty pleasure and he was sure that it probably wouldn't be the only time he would do it... although what he wasn't clear on was whether he wanted to do it again with both of them at the same time because that experience had been too much for him.
Endnotes:
—I had a terrible time while writing the introduction to the fic because I didn't find it comfortable or natural at all, I spent days trying to get it out and abandoned it a couple of times because it became completely impossible to continue, but once I got past that point everything was easier. There are some things that still sound awkward to me in the introduction, but I imagine that since the situation is awkward, they must sound like that.
—The story dragged on by itself too, my max was supposed to be 5k, but in the end it's gone to over 8k and I don't even know how it happened.
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